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Here’s a part 2 to my eclectic agenda keeping! I was a little less consistent this semester, especially towards the end of the year. Nevertheless, I still find these little tidbits rather charming! I hope they will also bring you some amusement, or intrigue, or something,

JANUARY

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU…. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU…. HAPPY SECOND SEMESTER…. HAPPY JANUARY TO YOU!

Welcome to Second Semester
with Julia “Zaslaw more like no law” Borthwick and company

I keep a very eclectic agenda during the school year. I doodle in it rather intensely, and often times address myself directly. In a way, the thoughts I jot down there have made it into a proxy of a journal. I enjoy this, because, when looking back, it gives me a window in to my state of mind as well as my state of affairs.

Below, I have transcribed each extraneous little comment from all of first semester.

AUGUST

senior year, bitches

viva la suffering

It’s always a pleasure to be here [written in elvish]

this is where the fun begins…

I’m a philosophy major!

#raisesenioritisawareness

I’m a graphic designer!

Lit paper due: finish it!!! god damn!

Out Sick – rest rest rest

Learn the solo, crush opposition

Finish essay
just two pages
you can do it

Shabbat Shalom! (hey!)

period death

masquerading as a man with a reason/ my charade is the event of the season

It’s going Down

find pen find pen find pen

it’s ONLY TUESDAY

you loose @ therapy rip

stoptalkingstoptalkingstoptalking

you are the worst * the actual worst

14 days til DragonCon!!! 2 weeks!

GLINKA

DragonCon is getting…closer…

we stand at the end of the longest times/came back to homes we don’t recognize [additional lyrics written in elvish]

A page from the notebook my mother kept when taking notes on my early violin lessons. Evidently on April 7th, 2006, I was working on Bach’s Minuet #2 out of Suzuki Book 1.

A blank index card

A shred of a physics assignment in which I answered everything correctly and Mr. Gcbasche initially awarded me a 79.

Part of a CVS sticker label.

A British stamp depicting the antiquated European style of illuminating choral music, such as hymns. This was sent to me by my grandfather, who helps me with my stamp collection.

Part of a scantron for a chemistry test that I got a 121 on.

A fragment of graded chemistry work.

Part of an instruction manual for a TI 84 graphing calculator.

Part of the receipt for a paycheck from my job as a madricha (assistant teacher) at my synagogue’s Hebrew School. I teach fifth graders, earning $7.50 per hour on that paycheck, $8.25 per hour as of this year.

A random map of Ohio that my parents let me cut up. I don’t actually care about Ohio, I’m afraid, but neither do my parents, and my father can be pretty fiercely protective of Things? At least it has Beaver Falls on it, in close proximity, in fact, to Beaver the city itself. Wonders never cease.

Part of a sudoku puzzle in a book of 400 Sudoku puzzles gifted to me by grandmother years and years ago. This is an excerpt from one of the puzzles rated “Beware! Very Challenging!”

COMMON CORE CURRICULUM STANDARDS

Part of a chemistry progress report from last year. The grades are obscured, but they were actually all very high, which is hilarious to me, because for most of my career in chemistry last year, they were not. I couldn’t find one with lower grades.

Part of a picture day order form.

An out of date CVS prescription label for 20 mg of fluoxetine

Some graph paper for formatting in graphics.

The little calendar things that show the months before and after the month depicted in the big calendars in the pages of my agenda.

An excerpt of my French dictionary, which I no longer need because I took AP French last year. It was terrible; began to panic at the mere mention of French as a language in my vicinity, because I was sure that someone would ask me to speak it and I would Be Inadequate. I got a 2/5 on the exam.

A receipt for some art supplies at Binders.

An excerpt from this notebook I kept second semester of ninth grade where every night I’d write down all the things I’d done wrong that day? I’d get an average of nearly a page in every day. It was a really unhealthy thing to do and I just got increasingly mad and verbally violent at myself as the thing progressed? Reading through it again was an odd experience. The excerpt reads as follows:

So unproductive in Music Theory

showoff

So determined to be sick you fucking freak stop wasting everybody’s time

Not paying attention

Not paying attention

Messing with Alex shut up leave her alone

Not enthusiastic enough, try harder.

A red scrap of magazine for composition purposes, some blue graph paper, another excerpt from a picture day order form.

An appointment card for my psychiatrist

An excerpt from a course catalog that I got from Washington University in St. Louis, which is currently my top (but restrictive and super expensive) choice for college.

Part of a baseball ticket to a game that I attended at nerd camp over the summer. I don’t like baseball, but I do like nerdy friends, so I had a good time.